When I Get Old…er

Sometimes, I get to thinking about when I get older, where will I be? Who will I know? Will my kids still be close? Will I start going crazy? Am I already headed down the path to crazy? Will my husband and I still be motorcycle riding, adventure taking old people? Will we own a house? Cars? Land? Grandkids? Will we go up in rapture before any of that will actually happen?

There are a lot of things to consider. We rent a house. We pay 2 car loans. Own 2 dirtbikes for actually racing purposes. 3 working bicycles for exercise purposes. We do not have a gym membership. We do not pay any kind of community fees from living in a subdivision. God forbid that we ever have to do that. The country is where we want to be. We will never own a mini van, no matter if we have more kids or not. I love my Cadillac! I make up excuses to leave my house so I can drive it.

I still have both of my parents. This will be the only time in my life that I can say that I am about to be a big sister. Half sister. My dad’s girlfriend is having his baby. Weird? Yes. Completely. It’s an *oh well, let’s move on* situation. I buy my kid’s clothes from Children’s Place and Baby Gap. I’m a little obsessed, but with this whole trying to save for a year to pay off a vehicle, I have to cut back that shopping a bit. My kids love being outside and would live outside if I would let them.

My daughter is cute and she knows it. My son is my bud and laughs every time I just look at him. I call my daughter monster. My son is called Bubby and mostly answers to Bubby. The monster girl does not like being cold. Bubby is hot most of the time. Anyway, you get the drift. Life is pretty great right now. We are waiting to see where the job is going to take us within the next few months. Somewhere South, just not sure where.

All of this moving around doesn’t leave much room for stability. The kids aren’t old enough to be in school yet, so it doesn’t hurt to move right now, but when they start school, things may change. Not sure how though. When I think about our future and where we will be, I honestly can’t see us anywhere yet. I haven’t found that one place that I love to be, and we just have to live there. We have met some great people in our travels, and we have met some not so great people. We have met people that were great in that moment, but very easy to forget in the long run and we have met people that will be our friends forever.

Our goal for our life is to eventually find land, build a house on a small part of that land and then the rest…motocross track! My husband will be riding his dirtbike forever into eternity. At our mansion in Heaven, God had better allow for a track to built for him or he may consider moving 😉 His dad still races and he is turning 61 this year. My husband is covered as far as what he wants to do when I grows old, but me? I think I may know what I want to do, but it’s just a matter of where we when that time comes.

I love being creative. I love home decorating and making things pretty. I love cooking and have people enjoy that cooking. I love making people feel comfortable and happy. Someday, I would like to open up my own B&B. Sounds reasonable? I think so. I just have to plan and plan…and oh yeah…make a plan. Pray and believe. I have ambition, but I need to learn the ropes. I never went to college. I got married early in life and still don’t regret it to this day.

I strive to be the parent that my kids can look up to and say to their friends *I want to be like my mom and dad when I grow up* I want to set the bar. I don’t want to be just another statistic. I want to grow up with dignity and be a woman of honor and help my husband be the man he is supposed to be. I am very blessed to be where I am at right now and try not to take anything for granted. I love my husband. I love kids. I love my family. I want to live the standard of Godly parents.

I will mess up. I will fail. I will occasionally yell and then cry because I was too hard. My kids will get mad at me. They will say things to me that will hurt my feelings, but in the end I know that they don’t really mean what they said. I will take things personal. But if none of those things happen, I will never learn. Growing up is hard and life isn’t fair. Just take what you have and cherish it and make the best of what God gives you.

What a Weekend

I haven’t posted for a while because if I would posted after the first event of my weekend, it would have been angry and mean, and I don’t like being like that. This past weekend was my son’s first birthday party. I had it somewhere else because it was more convenient for some people. It was 3 hours away and wasn’t a fun car ride with the kids. Kylee hasn’t been feeling very well and I guess Conner hasn’t either. Anyway…that’s besides the point.

I’m glad that it was his first birthday party because he won’t remember any of it, but I will. I mean, it wasn’t all horrible, but there was just some things that happened that kinda ruffled my feathers. It was his birthday, but for some reason, all the kids (only 5) got presents to open. I may be off, but I think that it was a little rude for someone to buy all the kids something to open at someone else’s birthday party. The focus wasn’t on my son. It just felt like a get together. It is what it is, and I what I hope to remember about this weekend is his smile and happy face.

 

He was such a cutie. My little man is one year old. I don’t want to elaborate on that party because I want to try to forget it. Like I said, he won’t remember and he had a good time. That’s all that matters.

Ky stayed with the grandparents so it’s just been me and my baby boy. Sunday, we went to watch daddy race his dirtbike. No wrecks. No injuries. Good day. He didn’t win, but he didn’t come in last. Conner liked being out and really liked all the noise from the bikes. It was cold and started raining a little. He was already not feeling good so I didn’t want to keep him out. We watched daddy race one race and then we left.

Before we got to the race, we got a little lost….yahhh…Yaya’s mapquest started taking us down a dirt road. Me, being the trustworthy person that I am, decided that this mapquest knew where we were going, and it was going to get us where we were headed. Well, I have a 2008 Cadillac CTS. Nice car. I love my car. Nicest car I have ever owned. Anyway, the dirt road started getting worse, but I kept trudging, in my nice clean car. We were definitely going down a road that was marked for horror movies.

I was literally looking for spikes in the road, you know, from movies like *Wrong Turn*. I finally see a light at *the end of the tunnel* and we come up to a creek in the middle of the road. After 10 minutes of slowly driving down this road, and Yaya laughing uncontrollably, I have to turn around. Yes, I HAVE to turn around. A creek in the middle of road? Really? This would happen to us.

Well, I get back on a main road, and Yaya (Laura) is still laughing. I’m laughing on the inside (promise) only because I was trying to concentrate on where the heck I was going. We get to the race, and again, I have to drive through dirt and try to find a place to park. Let’s just end this with my car was filthy after this day and she got a bath shortly afterwards.

He really was a happy kid on the bike. My little cutie!